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2.06.2013

"O beloved," she cried.


gnossienne 

n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you’ve never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you has a map, or a master key, or any way of knowing exactly where you stand.

from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows 

xxx

5 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

True words, stunning photo.

goatman said...


Everyone has a private and mysterious inner life. Well maybe not "life" . . . but goings-on.

I tried to get a similar photo in an old barn with light coming through the roof and dust in the air but I couldn't get the light as sharply.

Lee said...

I concur with Cosmo...word for word.

red dirt girl said...

:)

xxx

SL said...

This is just lovely.